Written a day after the concert of the magnificent Dota und die Stadtpiraten.

Dota says
she lives on the upper floor
of that building
and so
the rain reaches her
first.

I have just walked through
the rain
down in the streets
and I must say
it hardly
makes a difference.

There are two kinds of
good poetry
though.
That which
shows you fundamental
things in life.
and that which
shows you all
the little differences.
between the worlds
of hardly
possibly
almost
and
quite so.